Shot Caller

I call the shots just call me the quarter back
Name holding weight like it got on shoulder pads
These niggas hate shit i don't know why they mad
Let me be great or pick out a body bag
Ayyy ayy or pick out a body bag bitch
I call the shots just call me the quarter back
Name holding weight like it got on shoulder pads
These niggas hate shit i don't know why they mad
Let me be great or pick out a body bag
Ayyy ayy or pick out a body bag bitch

Bitch I'm the don dada
Top shot calla
Yea the head honcho
You don't want no problems
I let them demons solve it
You might not see tomorrow
These niggas bitches bro they get it from they momma
I feel invincible bitch I want all the drama
They really be hatin for real tho step on they neck with a steel toe
How you been trapping and still broke
You not gettin money the fuck is you living for
I'm really confused
I don't understand
I cant comprehend
So I won't even pretend
And you steady Cappin bout how you got fed
Ain't got the cheese to go on ya bread HUH
You niggas broke bummy
Treat u like a joke funny
He really want smoke tell that nigga to run it
Might stomp the lil bitch til my feet get a bunion
He really want smoke tell that nigga to run it
Tell that nigga to run it
He really want smoke tell that nigga to run it
Tell that nigga to run it
I'm on it lil nigga you act like you on it
Can't fake for a nigga don't fear no opponent
If i don't like you make sure that you know it
Can't keep conversation I'm cuttin it short
Lessen u talking bout money of course
I'm on a whole nother route u on a whole nother course
Me n my niggas we ballin u not allowed on the court
I'm like a giant you lil bitty dwarf
Stepping on niggas can't show no remorse
I gotta make it to feed my lil boy
He can't come up like me won't neva be poor
Ain't have silver spoon we barely had forks
My niggas gang they all claiming folks
Mbr demon the one he the goat
U can't swim in this water but me im a float



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Writer(s): Cameron Peterson
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